As it chanced this was needless, since presently we saw him seated in a little bay out of reach of the sun.

By his side was Merapi, and on a woven rug between them lay their sleeping infant, at whom both of them gazed adoringly.
"Strange that this mother's heart should hide more might than can be boasted by all the gods of Egypt.

Strange that those mother's eyes can rive the ancient glory of Amon into dust!" Ki said to me in so low a voice that it almost seemed as though I heard his thought and not his words, which perhaps indeed I did.
Now we stood in front of these three, and the sun being behind us, for it was still early, the shadow of the cloaked Ki fell upon a babe and lay there.

A hateful fancy came to me.

It looked like the evil form of an embalmer bending over one new dead.